My old little attempt on poetry (it went wrong and for sure it's not poetry)

Little tw: death, talking about pain, a little mention/suggestion of sh and suicide, please if this will trigger you then don't read it.

The last day on earth

Hey? Are you... Still there?

What happened?... What happened to everyone?

WHY everyone is dying? Why they scream with agony?

WHY!? WHY? Why?... why?

Nothing... Nothing happens to me?

But everyone else suffer

The feeling, the feeling I feel right now...

I am dying?

Maybe it's for better...

Please, stop this feeling... Please... PLEASE! I BEG YOU!

...ple-please...

We are all here only to suffer 

It would be easier to succumb in the hug of death

... but this is too easy, right? 

Why at the first place we were Born? if we die one day anyway?

 You will Die, i will Die

Just like everything, we will fade away...

But why then we make others life's harder?

Why we are all killing ourselfs?

Now I see, people weren't dying,

And I'm alone, and these people...

They are me, and I am they

It was just me, little old me...

Thinking that it's about others again...

Again it's all my fault...

Should I once more use blade made from my sins?

Just to kill myself, so the older me will die...

And the other one will be born

just to die

All of us will die